Chapter 1145
"I... I'm fine..." Angela's gaze flickered as she avoided Vicky's eyes. "Missus Hart, you haven't fully recovered...so it's better to rest in bed. Otherwise, Mister Hart will worry."
Vicky was a skeptical person. She looked at the uncertainty in Angela's eyes and suddenly said, "You seem to be very afraid of me getting out of bed lately."
Whenever she made a move to get up, Angela would try to stop her and ask what she needed hastily.
At first, Vicky thought it was Tyler's order to not let her leave the bed. However, seeing Angela's behavior, even Vicky—who was slow to catch on—realized something was off.
Angela lowered her head, unable to meet Vicky's gaze. "Your body hasn't fully recovered. The doctors said you shouldn't get out of bed..."
Vicky stared unblinkingly into Angela's eyes. "Miss Hill, you really are bad at lying."
Just then, Vicky's voice paused as she realized something.
The translucent curtains had been drawn in the bedroom all these days, and Angela became frigh

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